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descend of the Chaos God

Crimson rain is the norm, the tang of iron a constant companion. In the Martial Spirit World, survival is a brutal song, sung by the strong over the broken bodies of the weak. This island-born boy, Bai Yu, harbors a dream that strains against the shackles of his small world. His path? Not the fisherman's life his fate seems to prescribe, but a climb so steep, so treacherous, it leads straight to the thrones of the gods. Will his ascent be paved with the blood of his enemies, or can he forge a different path in this unforgiving realm?

Chaos_Immortal25 · Eastern
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120 Chs

The Main Sect

The pre-dawn light cast long shadows as Bai Yu stood beside Elder Xuan. One last glance lingered on the familiar gates of the Branch Sect, a silent goodbye to the place that had witnessed his growth. A flicker of excitement danced in his eyes as Elder Xuan activated the intricate runes of the space array. With a surge of energy, the world around them warped and folded.

When Bai Yu opened his eyes again, the world had transformed. Gone were the rustic buildings and bustling practice grounds of the Branch Sect. In their place stood a sprawling plaza, paved with polished obsidian that gleamed like a dark mirror. Towering structures, each a marvel of architectural ingenuity, reached towards the sky. Cultivators in shimmering robes traversed the plaza, their auras radiating power and purpose.

Elder Xuan, his weathered face etched with pride, gestured towards the majestic scene before them. "Welcome to the Main Sect of the Azure Sword Sect, Bai Yu," he declared, a hint of awe in his voice. "This is where legends are forged."Elder Xuan led Bai Yu through the bustling plaza, weaving between cultivators who cast curious glances towards the newcomer.

They finally arrived at a grand building with an inscription above the entrance that read "Registration Hall." Inside, a middle-aged woman with a sharp gaze sat behind a desk meticulously organizing scrolls."Greetings, Registrar Yu," Elder Xuan boomed, his voice echoing in the cavernous hall. "I bring a talented young man from our branch sect, Bai Yu, who has recently earned his inner disciple status."The woman's gaze flicked to Bai Yu, her eyes scrutinizing him for a brief moment. She then gestured towards a glowing orb on the desk. "Place your hand upon it, young man," she commanded in a clipped tone.

Bai Yu complied, feeling a surge of energy course through him as he touched the orb. The woman watched the data flow across the surface before nodding curtly. With a few deft movements, she created a new status plate and slid it across the desk."Congratulations, Bai Yu," she said, her voice devoid of warmth. "This plate confirms your identity and status within the Main Sect. Treat it well, for it grants you access to various privileges."Elder Xuan took the plate from the woman and presented it to Bai Yu. "Remember, responsibility comes with privilege, young disciple. Uphold the honor of the Azure Sword Sect and strive for excellence."

With that, Elder Xuan led Bai Yu out of the Registration Hall. "Now, let me guide you to your assigned countryyard," he said.They walked through winding paths adorned with vibrant flora, finally arriving at a secluded area where numerous courtyards stood. While smaller than his previous dwelling at the branch sect, Bai Yu couldn't help but be impressed by the opulence of his new home. The intricately carved wooden doors gleamed under the morning sun, and the surrounding garden was meticulously landscaped with exotic plants that released an invigorating aroma. Stepping inside, he found the interior spacious and elegantly furnished, far exceeding anything he'd experienced before.